Chasing the Unexpected

Upon hearing this, Nyla’s heart lurched, and her face turned pale.

Mason had actually jumped out of a third–floor window!

Nyla couldn’t imagine how desperate he must have felt to do that. The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face without her even realizing it.

The person on the other end of the line noticed the silence and became alert. “Why aren’t you talking?! You’re not Clark?!”

Nyla bit her lip hard, not daring to speak, and hung up. She rushed to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and splashed it on Clark’s head.

He woke up soon, realizing he was tied up, and saw Nyla looking down at him.

He paused for a moment before breaking into a smile. “Nyla, I didn’t expect you to be so much smarter after five years apart.”

Nyla glared at him. “I don’t have time for your nonsense. Where did you lock up Buddy?”

Clark sneered. “You want to know? Go find him yourself. Saintornia isn’t that big. If you search for ten days or half a month, maybe you’ll get lucky and find him.”

Seeing that Clark wasn’t going to talk, Nyla wasn’t surprised. “You kidnapped Buddy to use him to threaten Damon for money, right? Do you really think you have a chance to leave the country now? If you tell me where Buddy is right now, I can write a forgiveness letter for your lawyer.” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Clark smiled, his expression smug. “Nyla, do you think I’m an idiot? I can’t leave here anyway, so why not take someone down with me? If Buddy dies, you and Damon will never be together, right?”

Watching the smile on Clark’s face, Nyla slapped him hard.

“Clark, you’re disgusting! Being with someone like you is the biggest regret of my life!” she growled.

“Hahaha, regretting won’t change anything. Besides, I’ve become this kind of person all because of you and Damon, haven’t I?” Clark retorted.

Now that he was tied up and couldn’t escape, he had no intention of trying. Even in death, he wanted to make Damon and Nyla miserable, hoping they would hate each other every time they saw one another. Seeing the madness in Clark’s eyes, Nyla tightened her grip on the lamp, her hatred growing stronger. It was Clark who ruined her life. Just as she was finally finding peace, he was back to destroy it again. If only she had never met him!

Noticing the loathing and hatred in Nyla’s gaze, Clark couldn’t help but laugh. If he couldn’t have her love, her hatred was just as good.

Suddenly, Clark’s phone rang again.

Seeing that it was Damon calling, Nyla quickly answered.

“Did you find Buddy?!” she asked.

There was a brief silence on the other end before Damon’s deep voice came through. “We haven’t found

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Buddy yet, but my team has confirmed your location. They’ll be there to rescue you in about three minutes.

This made Nyla even more anxious. “I’m safe for now. Don’t waste time sending someone to get me! Go find Buddy first!

“The person who kidnapped him just called and said Buddy jumped from a third–floor window! He must be injured, and we can’t let them find him! Don’t worry about me–finding Buddy is more important!”

Damon coaxed, “Don’t panic. We’ve already pinpointed Buddy’s location. I believe we’ll find him within. half an hour. Staying close to Clark is only going to put you in more danger.”